Kaname's Dorm

(You should know what it looks like)

Kaname sat at his desk, touching the tip of one of the pawns on his chess board. His other hand held a glass of red liquid.

Kaname smelled something rather interesting. Human. A day class student? Interesting. His jacket was off and the first three buttons of his shirt were undone. He stood up, grabbed his jacket, and, glass in hand, walked out, wondering why a human was in the night class dorms, slipping his jacket on.